Verse 1

The bakery shutters, the last bus sighs

Rain beads on the glass where the blue signs shine

I fold your old note by the kitchen light

Though the ink has thinned, I still know each line

Pre-Chorus

The whole town is turning its windows dark

But you’re still awake in the back of my heart

Chorus

While the city sleeps, I’m thinking of you

Of the small, brave things we were learning to do

Morning will come, and the ache may move

But tonight, every quiet road leads back to you

While the city sleeps, I’m holding on

To the good we had and the chance of dawn

Verse 2

Your cup sits waiting beside the sink